When he arrived, they were still discussing: "Secretary Yun is really nice, she actually sent us flowers today."

"I was shocked too, I wondered what was going on, but it’s strange, why would she suddenly send flowers? Normally people send local specialties if they’re giving gifts."

Another person laughed and said, "Maybe girls like flowers and think we like them too?"

The others all laughed: "Makes sense."

"And these flowers look quite expensive, sending so many must not be cheap, Secretary Yun really has a heart."

Yan Yan couldn’t take it anymore, he realized he had no way to deal with that little fellow.

He didn’t have a way two years ago, and even less so now.

She actually gave all the flowers to this bunch of old guys in the secretary department!!

He kept a straight face, stretched his long legs, and strode inside.

A few people saw him and immediately fell silent, greeting him: "Hello, Boss!"

Yan Yan slightly nodded, his gaze lowered, scanning the flowers in their hands, his eyes dark, emitting an unknown kind of danger.

The few people felt the unusually cold aura from him, and couldn’t help but shiver.

One of them instinctively explained: "These, these are from Secretary Yun..."

"Oh."

The man responded blandly and withdrew his gaze.

Without saying anything further, he turned and went directly to Secretary Qin’s place to find Secretary Qin.

The crowd glanced at each other, puzzled, but didn’t dare say anything.

After Yan Yan finished instructing Secretary Qin and left the secretary office, everyone barely managed to escape that oppressive atmosphere, and sighed in relief.

One of them wiped cold sweat and asked softly: "Did we say something we shouldn’t have? Why did the Boss look so bad?"

"I don’t think so? We were talking about Secretary Yun, didn’t say anything bad about her."

"But why did the Boss look at our flowers just now? Does he like them? Can’t tell that the Boss is a flower-lover."

The only one who knew the truth, Secretary Qin, came out from inside, glanced at their flowers, and spoke quietly:

"Because the flowers in your hands were given by the Boss to Secretary Yun."

"..."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Everyone felt their scalp tighten, their backs suddenly cold.

Secretary Qin helplessly looked at the flowers on his desk that Yun Qiqi had forced upon him, sighed, and in his heart, he shared their humble tears.

.

"Luo Luo, it’s your takeout again."

When Song Shijia returned from the Taekwondo club, she was carrying a large bag of food, which she gave to Yun Qiqi, who was reading in the dormitory.

Her expression had a hint of helplessness.

When Yun Qiqi saw it, she asked: "Sent by Little White again?"

"Yes." Song Shijia was resigned.

For several days, Chu Yibai seemed to be on a whim, frequently sending food to their Luo Luo.

Even if he’s so busy he hardly has a moment free, he still has his assistant deliver it.

Song Shijia seriously suspected he had ulterior motives, but couldn’t find any evidence.

Yun Qiqi was quite composed, took the food, opened it, and started picking out what she liked to eat.

Since she told Little White not to send her flowers last time, he’s changed to sending food.

She found his actions a bit inexplicable, but since the gift was really to her taste, she reluctantly accepted it.

Although Chu Yibai really wanted to come see her, due to his status and his busy schedule, he rarely managed to see her; to be exact, they hadn’t seen each other since the last time at the coffee shop.